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First Blood upon St. James


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Elsil’Ceru grinned smugly as she cleansed her waraxe of Imperial blood. “Let this be the first of many victories upon their new soil.”

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An Old Sutican Guard smiles as they returned home, giving a salute to his comrades before such "Till the next battle we meet"

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Thorrak "Mongke" Ireheart collects the four wigs he had earned. He ties them to his beard, which flows lusciously to the ground.

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Leopold clenches a cloth looking to Peter, "You should've seen me." He moved the cloth down the blade cleaning it from all the blood. @Blake0205

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Bakir Ireheart smiled as the kin of Yavok lead Urguan forces to victory over the careless Orenian soldiers. “It keeps getting better and better. We shall be relentless against these Wig Wearing humans” 

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"Its aboot t'e friends we made along t'e wae"

 

 

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“Foolish Wig-Wearers t’ought dey could best Utak ‘Der Scourge o’ Oren’ Ire’eart? Gildroc mused in his exile in Haense.

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A certain mercenary chuckles, muttering a phrase from a forgotten past war. "ISA...ISA. How many babies did you slay today? Sounds like not so many these days. You struggle in real fights."

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Agnar Ireheart smiles upon hearing of the outcome at St. James within his command office.

Good, I s'all send a letter to me cousin to congratulate 'is success on d'e assault. D'is is only d'e beginnin'.

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Duncan reads the missive and chuckles to himself “Wow, one battle and they act like they’ve won the war… these boastful propaganda posts are all too similar” he mutters relaxing in his bed in his undisclosed location.

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Ivan var Ruthern applauds the omnipresent powers of the Ireheart clan, genuinely wondering how they knew what fate had befallen their Dwarven friend within the Capital of Oren, or how long it took.

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Iscesi read upon the missive soon after his return to Urguan from the battlefield, "An outnumbered fight more than one-to-two shouldn't be lost by the so, mighty empire. This is only the first" He scoffed, setting his just recent Orenien-gained armor in his Urguani home.

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1 minute ago, Shmeepicus said:

Ivan var Ruthern applauds the omnipresent powers of the Ireheart clan, genuinely wondering how they knew what fate had befallen their Dwarven friend within the Capital of Oren, or how long it took.

 

Utak Ireheart uses this statistic to calculate the market value of a singular dwarf. He'd come to the conclusion that despite being half the size of a man, a singular dwarf is worth 11 Orenians.

"A worthy investment." 

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Grimdal Irongut took off his metal mask, swiping off sweat as he read the missive as he took a seat. "All guud 'n well," he commented, appreciating the martial arts of his kin as he wrote in his book. "But wot dah fok makes t'es Ireheart dah People's King? Per'aps sumfin tuh luuk entuh..." he grunted, collecting his ancient warpick as he headed outside.

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